Chapter 13: Goodbye Old Friend

At this time, Zhang Huan had already left.

Jiang Fengyan looked at the three people who were looking at him angrily and hated him with an indifferent expression.

The people around couldn't help laughing when they heard that Jiang Fengyan had given these three people nicknames just now, and at the same time wondered in their hearts: "Is this really the taciturn Jiang Fengyan?" ”

Although these people heard that Jiang Fengyan's personality changed greatly after taking a history class, and that he later played a match with Zhao Wuhui, in fact, many people didn't see it with their own eyes, so they thought it was just a rumor.

But now, in the face of the three people who often bullied Jiang Fengyan, he is no longer as silent as before, but bravely fights back, and he fights back so interestingly, which is indeed different from the previous Jiang Fengyan.

Today is Sunday, not the day of class, and Jiang Fengyan did not accompany Zhang Huan to report to the teacher, that is to say, it is very likely that he came to register for the knockout tournament of the tennis department!

Thinking of this, a touch of strangeness gradually appeared on the expressions of the people around him.

It seems that not only his personality has changed drastically, but even the fact that he has become a tennis master is also true!

"This stinky boy is going to sign up too?"

After the three of them snorted coldly, one of them laughed and said: "What are you kidding, it's just that you just won that waste Zhao Wuhui, and you think that you have really become a tennis master and can participate in the knockout tournament?" Amusing! ”

"That is, who in school doesn't know that the first class is the most nerdy, and what else will be there except for studying a little better? Can sing? Can dance? Can you play football? Or will you play tennis? A guy like them with a well-developed mind and simple limbs who is able to play tennis? Don't make people laugh! ”

The other chimed in.

Although the words are harsh, in fact, it is true, over the years, the class has been the best class in terms of academic performance, but in sports, there are few capable people.

Of course, it's not nothing, it's just very few.

Especially this year, in the first class of the sophomore year of high school, in terms of sports, only Zhao Wuhui can handle it, but last year, he lost in the first round of the knockout round.

In this world, academic performance is not the most important thing.

With the exception of those who want to become teachers, become academics, or pursue a career in politics, most of them join high school clubs.

The college entrance examination system is also completely different from that on Earth.

For example, the last university that people who join the football club goes to is the football university, and the people who join the basketball club also take the knowledge and skills about basketball, they go to the basketball university, and there are also literary and artistic aspects, and those who sing enter the conservatory of music, and those who dance enter the dance academy.

As the most popular sport in the world, tennis is undoubtedly the largest number of people who have joined, and the number of exams is also the largest.

That's why tennis college scouts are there to discover tennis talents, and then exempt them from exams and send them straight to tennis colleges.

In high school, among all the departments and clubs, only the tennis club will have a knockout tournament, and the other clubs and departments only need to register if you want to join.

Therefore, there are many students who still fail to enter the tennis club in the second year of high school, and then go to other departments.

After all, they have to learn a skill before they can come out of society and earn money to support themselves.

The unear-catching words that erupted from the mouths of those three people, Jiang Fengyan treated them as a fart and didn't hear them.

Jiang Fengyan was not interested in the matter of chewing the root of the tongue with others.

Seeing that Jiang Fengyan ignored them, the three of them could only snort coldly, sneering again, and what they said became more and more ugly.

However, although Jiang Fengyan didn't say anything, the others couldn't stand it, and replied loudly: "Jiang Hongfei, completed in, Zhao Xinran, can you three shut up, you say that Jiang Fengyan is a rubbish, but which of you is comparable to him?" Is it academic performance, or tennis skills? He can make Zhao Wuhui lose a point, can you? He can make four aces in a row in a game, can you? It's good that he didn't laugh at you, but he's still noisy, isn't it annoying? ”

In the face of everyone's verbal criticism, Jiang Hongfei and they could only shut up, stared at Jiang Fengyan viciously, and left with their sleeves - of course they didn't leave, they just signed up, since everyone thought Jiang Fengyan was very strong, there was only one way to humiliate him: defeat him perfectly in the knockout round!

At this time, the time had come to eight o'clock.

On the boulevard, there are five registration points, all of which are already lined up.

At a glance, it looks like three long winding dragons, which looks quite spectacular.

"That's probably three or four hundred, right?"

Jiang Fengyan shook his head, thinking that it was worthy of being the most popular sport, in this Xinle High School with only more than 3,000 people, one in ten people chose tennis, not counting the women's tennis club.

"Actually, as far as I know, tennis at Xinle High School is already going downhill."

At this time, a young man who was about the same height as Jiang Fengyan came to his side and sighed.

"You are?"

"Stinky boy, you don't know me!"

The young man smiled lewdly, came to Jiang Fengyan's side, and patted him on the shoulder with his hand as if he were his friend.

Jiang Fengyan looked at him, and after noticing that the young man's small eyes narrowed into a thin line, a large amount of information suddenly appeared in Jiang Fengyan's mind.

"Wenxuan?"

When Jiang Fengyan called out the young man's name, the young man was stunned for a moment, and then went crazy: "Ah, it's been eight years, why did you recognize me all of a sudden, haven't I changed at all in the past eight years?" It's not scientific! ”

Wenxuan was Jiang Fengyan's elementary school classmate, but when he was in the fourth grade, Jiang Fengyan transferred to another school.

If it was really Jiang Fengyan here, he would definitely not know it, after all, after so many years, the changes were still quite big, although there was no sign of the slightest sign of getting bigger in those small eyes.

"How can you not remember when you see your unique little eyes?"

Jiang Fengyan joked with a smile: "I didn't expect you to be admitted to Xinle High School!" ”

In fact, if you hadn't crossed over by yourself, every time you saw someone who had contact with Jiang Fengyan here, memories would naturally appear in your mind, otherwise, the ghost would recognize your little eyes!

"Please remove the two words, although I had a little accident in the primary school entrance exam, which caused me to study for an extra year in the sixth grade of primary school, but my real strength is still here!"

Jiang Fengyan smiled: "You're still so funny!" ”

Wen Xuan glared at Jiang Fengyan with his miniature eyes, arguing: "I'm not being funny, I'm telling the truth." ”

"Slow, what did you mean when you said that the Xinle Tennis Club is going downhill?" Jiang Fengyan changed the subject.

Wen Xuan glanced at Jiang Fengyan meaningfully and said, "Tut-tut, you have also studied in this high school for a year, and you still don't know?" ”

Jiang Fengyan shrugged helplessly, because Jiang Fengyan here had completely isolated himself from tennis since that incident, so after Jiang Fengyan crossed over, he naturally didn't know anything about these things.

After Wen Xuan smiled obscenely, he pulled Jiang Fengyan to a flower bed, sat down, and said slowly: "From the perspective of tennis history, the tennis club of Xinle High School should be regarded as a giant, in the past ten years, it has cultivated a lot of professional players, among the women's singles players, there are Li Fang, who once ranked 36th in the world, and Li Na, who is currently ranked in the top five, and there are Leiden Hewitt and so on from the western part of China and the United States. But in the past five or six years, there has only been one person in Xinle High School who has been favored by a famous tennis school, and that person is Li Hongshang, the current director of Xinle Tennis Department. He is known by the media as the Agassi of the eastern part of the United States, and even the current world No. 1, the real Agassi agrees with him. ”

"However, after all, he is only a senior in high school, and he still has to complete his basic studies. Forget it, those are not the point just now, the point is that since six years ago, the record of Xinle Tennis Club in the national competition has been worse year by year, and it is basically hovering outside the top eight in the East. Until last year, super genius Li Hongshang led the team to the Eastern Conference semifinals, creating the best record in history, but in the end he lost to Shangyong University, although there is gossip that the carrier university is behind the ghost. ”

"Carrying universities?"

Hearing this name, Jiang Fengyan remembered Zhang Yunshui, who came to find fault last time.

No wonder Zhou Huashang and they looked so irritable and not annoying when they saw Zhang Yunshui.

"I don't know exactly what happened at that time, but in short, in order to develop, I wanted to go to a mediocre university, you know, to be able to join these powerful and well-known giant college tennis clubs, the greater the chance of us being favored by scouts, the more chances of going to the professional arena."

"Then why did you choose this year is not as good as the year?"

"I came because I heard you were here, but when I first arrived at this school, I never found you."

Hearing this, Jiang Fengyan smiled and said, "Didn't you find me now?" ”

Wen Xuan smiled: "There's one thing I'm curious about, what happened to those three people just now?" Also, these people seem to think a little strangely about you. ”

Jiang Fengyan heard this, and pretended to be confused: "What's strange? ”

"In their eyes, it seems that your personality should not be like this, but I remember very clearly, you were this kind of personality when you were a child, and nothing has changed, or rather, what has happened to you in the past few years that has made you a different personality?"

is obviously a pair of eyes that can't be smaller, but he can always see the key to the problem at a glance, which makes Jiang Fengyan a little annoyed.

After all, what happened to Jiang Fengyan was too unbelievable, and it was not easy to explain at all.

After thinking carefully for a while, Jiang Fengyan had no choice but to tell the incident that happened when he was eight years old, and then made up some stories and connected them together, and as a result, this little eye really believed it.

"I see."

After a while, Jiang Fengyan suddenly had an extra memory in his mind, and following this memory, Jiang Fengyan inadvertently asked, "Is your father okay?" ”

At this time, Wen Xuan's face immediately became gloomy, like this sky covered by clouds.

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